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Microfiche 

Series. 


CIHM/ICMH 
Collection  de 
microfiches. 


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Technical  and  Bibliographic  Notes/Notes  techniques  et  bibiiographiques 


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une  image  reproduite,  ou  qui  peuvent  exiger  une 
modification  dans  la  n^thode  normale  de  filmage 
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distorsion  le  long  de  la  marge  interieure 

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have  been  omitted  from  filming/ 
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lors  dune  restauration  apparaissent  dans  le  texte, 
mais,  lorsque  cela  6tait  possible,  ces  pages  n'ont 
pas  iti  filmdes. 


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etc.,  cnt  6t  ■;  fi!m6es  d  nouveau  de  facon  A 
obtenir  la  meilleure  image  possible. 


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to  the  generosity  of: 

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L'exemplaire  film6  fut  reproduit  grAce  A  la 
gAnirositA  de: 

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The  imagss  appearing  here  are  the  best  quality 
possible  considering  the  condition  and  legibility 
of  the  original  copy  and  in  keeping  with  the 
filming  contract  specifications. 


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plus  grand  soin,  compte  tenu  de  la  condition  et 
de  la  nettetA  de  l'exemplaire  film6.  et  en 
conformity  avec  les  conditions  du  contrat  da 
filmage. 


Original  copies  in  printed  paper  covers  are  filmed 
beginning  with  the  front  cover  and  ending  on 
the  last  page  with  a  printed  or  illustrated  impres- 
sion, or  the  back  cover  when  appropriate.  All 
other  original  copies  are  filmed  beginning  on  the 
first  page  with  a  printed  or  illustrated  impres- 
sion, and  ending  on  the  last  page  with  a  printed 
or  illustrated  impression. 


Les  exemplaires  originaux  dont  la  couverture  en 
papier  est  imprimAe  sont  filmAs  en  commengant 
par  ie  premier  plat  et  en  terminant  soit  par  la 
dernidre  page  qui  comporte  une  empreinte 
d'impression  ou  d'illustration,  soit  par  le  second 
plat,  salon  le  cas.  Tous  les  autres  exemplaires 
originaux  sont  filmAs  en  commen9ant  par  la 
premiere  page  qui  comporte  une  empreinte 
d'impression  ou  d'illustration  et  en  terminant  par 
la  dernidre  page  qui  comporte  une  telle 
empreinte. 


The  last  recorded  frame  on  each  microfiche 
shall  contain  the  symbol  — ^>  (meaning  "CON- 
TINUED "),  or  the  symbol  V  (meaning  "END"}, 
whichever  applies. 


Un  des  symboles  suivants  apparattra  sur  la 
dernidre  image  de  chaque  microfiche,  selon  le 
cas:  le  symbole  — ^  signifie  "A  SUIVRE",  le 
symbole  V  signifie  "FIN". 


Maps,  plates,  charts,  etc.,  may  be  filmed  at 
different  reduction  ratios.  Those  too  large  to  be 
entirely  included  in  one  exposure  are  filmed 
beginning  in  the  upper  left  hand  corner,  left  to 
right  and  top  to  bottom,  as  many  frames  as 
required.  The  following  diagrams  illustrate  the 
method: 


Les  cartes,  planches,  tableaux,  etc.,  peuvent  dtre 
filmAs  6  des  taux  de  reduction  diffdrents. 
Lorsque  le  document  est  trop  grand  pour  dtre 
reproduit  en  un  seul  clichA,  il  est  filmA  d  partir 
de  Tangle  supArieur  gauche,  de  gauche  d  droite. 
et  de  haut  en  bas,  en  prenant  le  nombre 
d'images  nAcessaire.  Les  diagrammes  suivants 
illustrent  la  mdthode. 


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S.D.  SCOTT  COLLECTION 


N. 


ORIGINAL    POETRY 


DESIGNED  TO  RECOMMEND 


IMPORTANT    SUBJECTS 


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RELIGION  AND  TEMPEMNCE. 


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PrJNTED  BY  J.  P.  PRALL,  No.  12  SPRUCE  ST. 

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PREFACE. 


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Thb  writer  of  these  pages  deems  it  necessaiy  to  inform  the  reader 
that  they  were  written  in  the  British  Provincel  of  New  Brunswick, 
with  a  design  to  promote  tl>e  prosperity  and  advancement  of  Religion, 
•nd  the  noble  and  divine  cause  o J  Temperance, 

It  is  to  beJamented  when  «o  mucli  has  been  said  and  done,  by  the 
firiendsoftempenu.ee,  to  expose  the  innumerable  evils  which  result 
from  mtemperance  in  all  the  diversified  forms  ol  degradation,  wretch- 
edness  and  suftering  in  which  they  are  daily  witnessed,  that  an  insti- 
tution  which  has  and  still  is  accomplishing  so  much  Kood,  in  every 
coumry,  where  its  principles  have  gone  into  operation,  should  not 
have  been  more  generally  received  and  acted  upon,  by  all  who  /eel 
interested  in  the  welfare  and  happiness  of  mank.nd.~but  more  par- 
ticularly  by  those  who  proiess  to  be  the  zealous  advocates  oi  civil  and 
religious  liberty. 

As  an  individual,  the  writer  candidly  admits  that  he  cannot  recon- 
cde  the  existence  and  permanent  security  of  liberty  in  any  country, 
With  the  existence  of  intemperance,  because  they  are  in  their  natures 
•ntagonistic  agents,  and  are  seen  to  be  so  in  their  influences  and 
effects  in  every  comnmnity. 

The  unholy  influence  of  Intemperance  must  always  act  in  direct 
opposition  to  reason,  justice  and  virtue,  and  to  every  principle  which 
imparts  dignity  and  worth  to  the  character  of  man  ;  nor  have  I  any 
hesitation  in  asserting  that  every  individual  who  is  enslaved  by  this 
unmanly  vice,  is  acti.:g  a  part  which  tends  to  the  subvertion  of  the 
wcred  principles  of  liberty. 

'  It  .nay  be  necessary  for  me  to  remark,  that  the  appearance  of  these 
well  intended  paoes  before  the  pnbiic  is  principally  to  be  attribute^l 
to  the  suggestions  of  friends  in  New  Brunswick,  for  whom  the  writer 
entertains  the  warmest  friendship. 

K       ^         ^  JOSEPH  SPRATT 

Nbw-Yohk,  September^  1848. 


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The  following  verses  were  written— jf  may  be  ten  or  twelve  years 
■i  sinoe—on  reading  in  a  paper  at  that  time,  published  in  the  State 
.|  ofMame,  an  aJlecting  narrative  of  a  young  woman  and  hot  babe, 
?  who  were  lound  frozen  to  death  on  rtie  ice.  It  is  said  that  this 
melancholy  occurrence  took  place  while  on  her  way  to  a  tavern, 
in  quest  ol  her  husband.  i 

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In  Western  lands  where  de\v»  distill 
On  woods  of  hoary  fame,  " 

Where  Sylvan  fjrandeur  crests  each  hill, 
And  fringe  each  noble  stream. 

Luxuriant  beauties— Nature's  wild,  j 

A  vast  and  gorgeous  theme — 
Amidst  these  scenes  a  woodsman  toiled ;         f 

Oh,  publish  not  bis  name. 

And  there  was  seen  a  youthful  bride. 
Fondling  her  first  born  toy  ; 

Gazing  with  laughing  eyes  and  pride  ) 

Upon  an  inf^int  boy. 

They  looked  a  pair  of  Nature's  flowers, 

Akin  to  those  that  bloom 
Deep  in  the  forests  foliaged  bowers, 

Cliecring  the  lonely  gloom. 


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1  hern  in  the  woods  she  (K-oU  remote 

I^romrnemls  or  kindred  near; 
U.  tnn3  anJ  wron^  sho  to^Ic  no  note. 

^^iiteat,  her  world  wm  there. 
Dut  in  her  husband's  heart  a  shoot 

fc»pranjr  up,  from  which  dis  illed 
A  jmce  more  fatal  than  the  fruit 

i  he  Upas  forests  yield. 

No  deadher  serpent  twines  his  coils 

Around  his  captured  prey, 
Or  with  more  fascinating  wiles 

Beguiles  the  downward  way. 

Apassionblightingallthejoys 
\Vhich  weJJellovei-marts, 

And  rudely  rends  fhoeiiKsic  ties 
1  hat jom  connubial  hearts; 

Which  makes  the  heart  a  loathsome  nest 

<J*  all  pjjlurjrin;  thin;??; 
Foul  birds  and  reptiles,  savage  beast. 

With  worse  than  vipers  stings. 
And  then  at  tim..  the  brood  would  wake. 

And  howl  their  fierce  desire 
Or  fretful  whine  their  thirst  to'slake 
With  drau-bts  ofjiquid  fire. 

Al^  well  she  knew  the  sullen  scowl 
Ih'it  gathered  on  his  brow, 

When  kindling  passions,  like  a  coal 
\vdhin  began  to  glow.  ' 


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And  well  she  understood  the  touri* 

That  led  him  from  his  home  ; 
Those  necessrry  businrss  hours, 

Before  he  back  could  come. 

It  was  upon  a  winter's  day, 

One  cold  and  frosty  morn, 
When  from  his  camp  he  took  the  way, 

But  promised  quick  return. 

And  onward  sped  in  high  delij^ht, 

With  free  and  buoyant  mind. 
Nor  thought  once  of  the  lonely  plight, 

Of  her  he  left  behind. 

Charmed  with  the  prospect  of  a  spree, 

Where  drunken  maniacs  brawl. 
There  fulsome  wit  and  boistrous  glee, 

No  baser  reptiles  crawl. 

For  taverns  are  enchanted  ground, 

Inclining  down  to  hell, 
Where  drunkards  souls  are  chained  and  bound. 

By  Satan's  witching  spell. 

The  sun  had  set — her  peering  eye 

Saw  darkness  draw  its  veil. 
While  fleecy  clouds  coursed  through  the  sky, 

Borne  on  a  north  west  gale.  ^ 

But  ah,  no  sounds  salute  her  ears, 

Or  distant  shades  impart 
A  hope  that  he  was  drawing  near, 

To  soothe  her  trembling  heart. 


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^  '  ^»«  good  to  be.  ^''"■'^ 

g'-i^eihe  mourner  rest, 
•i  ftat  voice  that  spoke  th    i 

And  calmed  .1    !  " '"'P'"'  "''oie 

Then  bade  ht  ;;;?''''' ''•'''''•         ' 

rt  seemed  as  vi  7        '"""'''•««"'•«- 

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t;.,^,  ^t^"5rj.ii  beams. 

When  with  hpj.,.,, 

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K.  and  sounds  the  ear. 


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Not  o'er  that  fabled  stream,  which  Hewed     . 

When  Homer  wrote  of  ghosts, 
Who  were  by  Charon  rudely  rowed 

To  Pluto's  dreary  coasts. 

But  borne  aloft  by  angel  forms, 

As  Bunyan's  tales  narrate 
The  scene  when  Pilgrims  reach  their  homes, 

Through  the  celestial  gate. 
The  way  by  which  the  seer  was  borne,         '^ 

Of  olden  Scripture  fame, 
In  a  bright  chariot,  which  was  drawn 

By  harnessed  steeds  of  flame.  - 

Immortal  forms  who  on  this  earth, 
Had  oft  the  sinner's  prayer 

Pour'd  out  to  God  in  trembling  faith- 
Hailed  her  arrival  there. 

Who  looked  as  stars  are  ^-.^en  by  night,        -^ 
Of  less  or  brighter  grades  ; 

Some  shone  as  firstborn  sons  of  light, 
Some  threw  out  fainter  shades. 

Some  the  chaste  virgin's  semblance  wore— 
Forms  of  celestial  love, 

And  some  the  matron's  impress  bore,  ^ 

For  mothers  love  above. 

Maternal  love  is  from  the  font 

Of  life's  essential  fire, 
And  though  in  heaven  transformed,  it  wo'nt 

In  mothers'  breasts  expire. 


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'^^t  to  my  tale^,he  deemed  llr.f.l 

O.  marrons  round  her  pe,^  ^^'^"^« 
Who,  with  warm  vvpj.    ^''^''■'^^'. 

"- and  he. ::;::::::;" '"^^"^ '°"«-«^ 

The.  livin.,  vva  t    n  ^'"'■'''  ^''"'"^•Oue. 

^"^  '''gh  upon  his  throne,  , 

A  lamb  was  sp^k. 
Or.aeH«:rror°-'' -t'-tain 

VV^hololioJaHfh'^hi'IK 
B- 'ived  enthroti^ii--'^-. 

''trh^P''"'"^  <"'"'•-'' beam, 
'each  the  eternal  hills, 

Andlrom  the  virtue  of  hi   „ames 
Thetr  balm  of  life  distills  ' 

She^saw  life,  Hver  roll  its  flood 

iVli'Jst  pa  aces  anrj  a 
Wu  .  "^  nowers 

^VWre  re.gn  the  ransomed  s:.nsnfr. 
A^  potentates  and  po wers         ^  ^°''' 

WWe, hat  mysterious  tree  stillhVes 
OfEden'spnmal  growth. 

n'-n^..l<e  burning  i„e,„      ;• 
To  H,m  whose  bleeding  vlotmds 


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Once  poured  tlio  price  of  human  guilt ; 

A  scheme  ere  time  began, 
Deviled  hv  mercv,  when  she  built 

Her  throne  of  grace  for  man. 

At  length  she  was  informed  by  name, 

She  must  return  again 
To  that  sad  world  from  which  she  came, 

But  not  there  to  remain. 

When  soon  again  in  rapid  flight, 
She  seemed  to  reach  our  earth — 

\A  hile  through  the  groaning  woods  that  night, 
Rushed  winter's  icy  breath. 

Yet,  when  awake,  she  scarcely  deemed 

Herself  still  wra])ped  in  clay. 
Late  visions  to  her  present  seemed, 

Like  the  last  shades  of  day. 

She  felt  an  all-absorbing  wish, 

That,  wilh  her  babe,  she  then 
Might  quickly  from  the  body  rush 

To  that  bright  world  again. 

Nor  did  she  feel  to  earth  a  tie 

From  which  she  could  not  papt, 
Saving  the  drunkard's  friendless  boy, 

Who  nestled  in  her  heart. 

She  thought,  then,  of  her  heartless  spouse, 

Resolved  when  morning  came. 
She'd  jojjrney  to  the  guilty  house. 

The  drunkard  to  reclaim. 


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Cold  blew  the  wind,  and  clouds  of  drift 
Whirled  through  the  leafless  trees, 

Which  oft  their  frozen  branches  rift, 
As  with  a  giant*s  ease. 

When  with  her  babe  she  left  the  camp, 

Deeming  no  danger  near, 
But  soon  she  found  the  toilsome  tramp, 

Awoke  a  mother's  fear. 

A  solid  bridge,  formed  by  the  frost, 

More  firm  than  that  which  bore 
The  Persian,  with  his  countless  host, 

To  Grecia's  warlike  shore, 

Was  the  highway  to  come  and  go. 

Where,  nightly,  howling  packs 
Of  hungry  wolves,  left  in  the  snow 

Prints  of  marauding  tracks. 

And  down  this  bleak  and  lengthy  bridge, 

A  partial  track  she  traced. 
And  many  a  deep  and  drifted  ridge 

Of  pashey  snow  she  paced, 

Until  her  feet  felt  like  the  dead,, 
Forbidding  her  sojourn. 

As  wiih- a  warning  voice,  which  said 
She  must  in  haste  return.  / 

She  turned  to  reach  her  lonely  camp> 

But  soon  her  fretted  heart  [cramp, 

Was  ceas'd  with  chills— her  limbs,  through 
Could  not  perform  their  parti, 


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[cramp, 


And  o'er  her  came  a  drowsy  spell, 

Resistless  as  the  tide 
Of  listless  feelings,  when  she  fell 
There,  with  her  babe,  and  died. 

Death  on  their  forms  portrayed  no  fright, 

'None  heard  an  infant  weep, 
Like  marble  statues,  snowy  white, 

When  found,  they  looked  asleep. 

Two  crystal  drops  proclaimed  her  wrongs^ 

To  humane  eyes  and  ears, 
And  drunkards"  callous  hearts,  for  tongues 

Spoke  in  those  frozen  tears. 

Now  let  none  from  this  tale  dissent, 

Who  hope  to  be  forgiven, 
For  we  are  told  when  men  repent 

There's  special  joy  in  Heaven. 

If  so,  Heav'n  must  much  more  rejoice, 
W^hen  souls,  redeemed  by  blood, 

Enter  their  purchased  paradise, 
To  walk  and  talk  with  God. 

Nor  let  the  scorn er  curl  his  lip, 

With  a  disdainful  sneer, 
Or  coldly  censure  those,  who  dip 

Into  hereafter  here. 

Eternal  scenes  around  us  blaze, 

Diffusing  light  and  heat, 
And  Reason's  eye,  may  boldly  g^z© 

Into  that  coming  state. 


The  following  lines  were  written,  after  a  lapse  of  nearly  forty  years, 
on  the  recollection  of  the  circnmstance  as  the  Author  heard  it  rela- 
ted, by  the  late  Rev.  John  Gaulter,  once  well  known  in  Eng- 
land as  a  minister  of  the  Wesleyan  Connection. 

A  hoary  man  whose  body  bent 

Beneath  the  weight  of  years, 
"Whom  age  had  withered,  shook  and  rent, 

And  wrecked  beyond  repairs. 

But  in  it  stirred  a  deathless  thing. 

Which  groaned  to  burst  its  ties, 
Waiting  a  signal  hence  to  wing 

Its  flight  to  other  skies. 

In  life  he  long  had  walked  with  God, 

And  knew  all  right  within, 
By  virtue  of  a  Savior's  blood, 

That  antidote  for  sin. 

Salvation,  through  his  works  and  prayers, 

He  turned  from  with  disgust^ 
And  wisely  settled  his  affairs, 

Upon  a  better  trust. 

And  knew  his  anchor's  hold  was  good, 

Ent'ring  within  the  vale, 
It  storms  and  hurricanes  had  stood. 

Nor  feared  he  it  would  fail. 


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Death  fDuncI  him  ready  to  depart, 
Hymning  a  blood-bought  crown, 

Deeming  his  case  not  worth  a  dart, 
He  gently  hove  him  down. 

CoUl  vapors  gathered  round  his  soul, 
Which  chilled,  like  icy  breath, 

Life's  current,  in  the  golden  bowl- 
That  chill,  he  felt  was  death. 

And  sweats  his  furrowed  brow  bedewed, 
While  his  once  massive  chest, 

Tokened  by  strong  internal  throes, 
Death's  heavy  hand  then  pressed. 

A  daughter  watched  beside  his  bed, 
Who  waked  with  pious  care. 

To  soothe,  with  gentle  hand,  his  head, 
And  cheer  his  pains  with  prayer.. 

When  lo  !  he  suddenly  revived 

To  sight  and  life  again, 
For  wond'rous  visitors  arrived,  . 

Of  noble  rank  and  mein. 

Not  as  our  stately,  titled  folks. 

In  fashion's  proud  costume; 
But  with  benign  and  holy  looks, 

That  cheered  his  lowly  room. 
Nor  their  radient  vestments  pure, 

In  which  they  serve  above, 
But  what  our  natures  best  endure— 

They  wore  the  garb  of  love. 


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But  though  not  robed  in  flaming  suits, 

To  answer  special  ends, 
And  silently  there  stood,  as  mutes 

He  recognized  them  friends. 

When,  gazing  round  in  visioned  view, 
Surprised,  but  not  with  fear, 

He  asked  his  daughter,  if  she  knew 
From  whence,  and  who  they  were. 

Who  said,  there's  no  one  seen  by  me, 

But  you,  within  the  room, 
They  must  be  angels  whom  you  see, 

Now  come  to  fetch  you  home. 

He  smiled  in  holy  ecstacy, 

And  to  her  thus  replied, 
"  They  are  a  goodly  company  " 

Then  smiled  again,  and  died. 

She  heard  mysterious  music,  play 

The  strains  of  Zion's  hill— 
And  voices,  hymning  come  away ; 

She  listened — all  was  still. 


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ON  THE  RESURRECTION. 


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On  Salem's  altar  fires  had  burned 

The  paschal  sacrifice ; 
A  rite  enjoined  when  Egypt  mourned 

Her  first  horn's  midnight  cries. 

The  night  was  still  and  lowering, 

And  meteors  flashed  on  high, 
As  if  the  stars  were  showering 

Pale  signals  down  the  sky. 

And  silence  sat  enthroned  in  gloom, 
Where  bleached  the  guilty  dead ; 

And  all  was  hushed,  save  round  a  tomb 
Was  heard  a  watcher's  tread. 

But  through  the  gloom,  at  times,  sad  moans 
Would  start  the  watcher's  ears 

With  sounds  of  sofl  and  plaintive  tones, 
Like  angel's  falling  tears. 

The  sleepless  Roman  on  his  bed 
Writhed  with  the  lash  of  guilt ; 

And  often  to  himself  he  said, 
I  righteous  blood  have  spilt. 

And  the  high  sacerdotal  chief, 

Felt  Zion's  sacred  tropes, 
Which  once  were  wont  to  'swage,  his  grief, 

Now  blighted  all  his  hopes. 


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While  deeply  pondering  o'er  the  rites 

That  Levi's  code  commands, 
With  frenzied  feelings,  for  its  lights 

Showed  blood  upon  his  hands. 

For  oft  he  traced  the  gory  track, 

Since  the  first  victim  bled, 
But  sullen  voices  echoed  back, 

His  blood  is  on  thy  head. 
Yet  there  were  hearts  that  vigils  kept 

With  firm  and  constant  faith, 
Preparing  rites  for  him  who  slept 

In  the  embrace  of  death. 

The  dewy  dawn  wept  from  the  palm, 

As  Salem's  daughters  moved 
For  Calv'ry,  there  to  embalm 

The  corse  of  him  they  loved. 
But  ere  they  reached  the  place  of  sculls, 

An  earthquake's  rumbling  shock 
Reverberated  through  the  dells, 

And  rent  Moriah's  rocks. 

For  from  the  skies  a  winged  light 

Came  with  a  rushing  sound, 
Which  threw  upon  each  mountain's  height, 

A  radiancy  around. 

It  was  an  angel  of  the  Lord, 

Commissioned  to  our  earth, 
To  herald  the  incarnate  Word, 

From  the  dotTiains  of  death. 


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When  from  the  tomb  he  rolled  tlie  stone, 

And  on  it  seated,  ilung 
The  beams  tliat  in  his  features  shone, 

On  the  affrighted  throng 

Of  wakeful  guards  who  fell  with  fear. 

And  lay  as  men  when  dead, 
Or  like  an  herd  of  stricken  deer, 

From  the  dread  scene  they  fled. 

But  Where's  the  mind  which  can  portray 
A  scene  were  seers  are  dumb, 

Describing  him,  en  wrapt  in  clay, 
Ascending  from  the  tomb. 

Say,  did  the  heavens  a  concert  raise 

New  in  celestial  sounds, 
And  wondering  seraphs  bending,  gaze 

Oa  his  yet  bleeding  wounds. 

But  see  the  female  mourners  wend 
Their  way  up  Calv'ry's  slopes 

Where  o'er  the  vacant  tomb  they  bend, 
With  disappointed  hopes. 

But  in  the  tomb  a  young  recluse, 

From  some  angelic  sphere, 
Sat,  who  well  knew  what  did  induce 

Their  early  visit  there. 

Who  spake  and  bade  them  lay  aside 

Their  timid  fears — for  ye 
Are  seeking  now  the  crucified — 

See  where  he  lately  lay. 


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But  he  is  risen,  and  j?one  forth 

To  coiiqnor  and  overthrow 
The  powers  of  (Ijirkness,  till  the  earth 

Shall  at  his  footstool  bow. 

Yet  ere  he  takes  his  royal  scat, 

Again  ye  sh.ll  him  see, 
For  he  is  pletln^cd  his  friends  to  meet 

In  upper  Galilee. 

Then  dry  your  tears,  dismiss  your  fears, 

And  raise  your  eyes  above 
To  where  yon  radiant  star  appears. 

In  token  of  his  love. 


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ON  THE  CHRISTIAN  SABBATH. 

Sabbath  comes  with  lurin<2^  wiles, 
Radiant  in  celestial  smiles, 
Teeming  blessings  which  diffuse 
Zion's  pure  ambrosial  dews  : 
Lo,  she  bends  to  earth  her  light, 
Borne  on  golden  pinions  bright. 
Swiftly  down  the  eastern  skies, 
See  her  morning  incense  rise  ; 
Now  she  breathes  h(>r  fragrance  round, 
Cools  with  balm  each  burning  wound. 
Hushes  all  rmr  raging  cares, 
Lays  the  pi; anloms  of  our  fears. 


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Day  of  days  which  God  has  blest, 
Throws  around  her  typic  rest ; 
Clothes  the  mountain's  rugged  steep, 

Mantles  with  her  calm  the  deep ; 
Sol'ter  tunes  the  humming  rill, 
Groves  with  snored  music  fill  ; 

Uobes  each  landscape  verdant  scene. 

In  a  suit  of  Sabbath  green. 

Flowerets  pearled  with  earliest  dews, 

Glitlcr  in  sweet  virgin  hues. 

Hark,  lute  voices  greet  the  hours, 

Tis  the  melody  of  flowers. 

In  her  train  the  Graces  seven, 

Point  the  way  that  leads  to  Heaven, 

Red  with  the  Redeemer's  blood. 

Reaching  to  the  throne  of  God. 

Love,  full  orbed,  leads  on  the  van, 

Shiloah  nature  joined  to  man. 

Mystic  wonder,  far  above 

Seraphs'  thoughts— for  GOD  is  love. 

Tones  of  mercy,  when  she  spoke. 

Universal  nature  shook  ; 

But  her  eyes,  suffused  with  tears, 

Said  for  man  she  had  her  fears. 

Faith,  a  royal  standard  bears. 

Radiant  with  a  sign,  that  peers 

'Bove  the  unapproached  light. 

Cresting  Zion's  holy  height. 
Blazoned  on  its  waving  folds, 
Lo !  a  lamb,  her  hand  upholds, 


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Bathed  in  his  atoning  blood, 
When  he  sacrificed  to  God. 
Look,  she  cries,  as  when  the  sight, 
Healed  the  serpent's  fiery  bite, 
T,  the  terms  of  mercy  give, 
Poisoned  rebels,  look  and  live. 
Noble  Truth,  advancing  next. 
Tells  the  virtue  of  each  text, 
Scattered  through  the  sacred  page, 
Changeless,  sure,  from  age  to  age ; 
Lo  !  a  foi-m  of  purest  light, 
Clothed  in  robes  of  spotless  vv^hite, 
►Shows  to  man  his  filthy  taint. 
Of  the  leper's  foul  complaint ; 
Points  to  where  her  crimsoned  font, 
Rises  on  redemption's  mount, 
Which  alone  can  purge  the  stain — 
Says,  go  wash,  and  be  ye  clean. 
Hope,  with  winning  accents,  mild 
As  a  mother  to  her  child, 
Shows  her  anchor's  steadfast  hold, 
Bids  the  trembling  heart  be  bold ; 
Speaks  of  an  eternal  home, 
Viewless  now,  a  hope  to  come. 
Purchased,  promised,  sure  in  both, 
Ratified  by  GOD'S  high  oath. 
See,  a  lovely  form  advance, 
Meekness  beaming  in  her  glance  ; 
Once  she  stooped  to  man's  degree  ; 
Call  her  name  Humility. 


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On  the  cross  she  meekly  bled, 
When  she  crushed  the  snakey  head 
Of  that  wiley  foe,  whose  fangs 
Braised  her  heel  with  mortal  pangs. 
Learn  of  me,  she  meekly  cried, 
Brook  not,  man,  Satanic  pride  ; 
Take  my  lowly  3'oke,  and  test. 
That  my  service  giveth  rest. 
God-like  Justice  closed  the  rear, 
Not  with  his  red  rip;ht  arm  bare, 
Launching  thunders  in  his  ire. 
Tempests  of  consuming  fire. 
Angels  once,  inflamed  with  pride. 
Dared  his  matchless  strength  deride  ; 
Them  he  frowned  to  deepest  night, 
O'er  the  battlements  of  light. 
Egypt's  gods  before  him  bowed ; 
Pharaoh  saw  him  in  the  cloud. 
Glancing  vengeance  on  his  host. 
Whom  he  strewed  on  Arab's  coast. 
Fearful  attribute  of  GOD— 
When  he  bathes  his  sword  in  blood, 
Then,  its  terrors  who  can  stay  ; 
Shaking  nations  with  dismay. 
Once  affrighted  Israel  saw 
In  his  hand  a  fiery  law. 
Which  he  gave  from  Sinai's  height ; 
Moses  trembled  at  the  sight. 
Then  he  cried,  do  this  and  live, 
None  who  sin  can  I  forgive, 


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Here's  no  mitigating  grace, 
For  repentance  there's  no  place  ; 
But  he's  quenched  his  flaming  sword, 
fn  the  blood  of  God,  the  Word, 
Sheathed  it  edgeless — dyed  with  stain- 
But  that  sword  will  flame  again. 
Justice,  now,  in  Mercy's  mein, 
Pleads  to  win  rebellious  men, 
Cries,  his  bond  its  claim  has  lost, 
Cancelled  by  the  blood  of  Christ. 
Thus  the  attributes  divine, 
Jn  the  work  of  grace  combine  ; 
Harmonize,  and  sweetly  prove, 
Christ  is  univ^ersal  love. 
Sabbath's  value,  who  can  tell ; 
Mercy's  holy  festival, 
Calls  us  to  a  banquet  spread, 
Cheers  with  living  wine  and  bread. 
Let  the  contrite  heart  draw  near, 
Bowed  with  guilt's  tormenting  fear, 
For  her  voice,  say 3,  now  believe. 
Purchased  righteousness  receive. 
Dare  thy  soul  on  Jesus  roll, 
Turn  from  self,  it's  dark  and  foul. 
To  the  winds  thy  merits  toss — 
Glory  in  the  wond'rous  cross. 
Christian  Sabbath  show  began. 
Great  Messiah  reigns  with  man  ; 
Gives  us  tokens  of  his  grace, 
Pardon,  purity  and  peace. 


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View  these  emblems,  as  a  pledge 
Of  a  comin;^^  Golden  Age. 
Clouds  of  witnesses  attest, 
There  for  saints  remains  a  rest 
In  the  paradise  of  GOD, 
With  the  tribes,  redeemed  by  blood; 
Where  they  dwell,  for  ever  blest, 
"  Sabbath  of  eternal  rest." 


THE  DEATH-DRUM  OF  ASSHANTE. 

The  thoughts  helovv  were  suggested  oil  reading  Dr.  Beecham's  His- 
tory of  Asshante. 

Asshante's  death-drum  rolled 

Its  tones  upon  the  breeze, 
And  tales  of  woe  it  told, 

To  dress  the  Fetish  trees. 

With  human  fragments  hung', 

To  glut  the  vulture's  taste. 
And  where  the  snakes,  among 

Their  foliaged  branches  feast. 

Afar  its  echoes  spoke, 

O'er  forest,  field  and  flood, 
Asshcmte's  hosts,  invoke 

Their  gods,  with  human  blood. 

And  the  dread  sound  apprised, 

As  boomed  its  wail  of  death, 
The  monarch,  sacrificed 

To  soothe  his  Demon's  wrath. 
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See  where  yon  sable  train 

Advance  with  trembling  tread, 

Demoniac  rites  ordain — 
Let  none  bewail  the  dead. 

Hark!  how  the  sounds  encore, 
As  headless  victims  quiver, 

Till  a  red  tide  of  gore 

Reeks  like  a  boiling  river. 

Nor  stay  its  doleful  beats, 

While  blood-stained  headsmen  toil; 
And  mangled  trunks,  in  heaps, 

Bestrow  her  golden  soil. 

Its  last  sad  beats  of  sorrow, 
Tell  that  day's  victims  slain ; 

But  ah  !  the  rites  to-morrow 
Shall  beat  that  drum  again. 

For  hear,  applauding  roars 

Ascend  Asshante's  sky ! 
The  maddened  hordes  adore — 

Our  Fetish  Gods,  they  cry. 

The  darkest  mental  night, 
Is  the  poor  Negroes'  doom  ; 

Yet  soon,  celestial  light 
Shall  dissipate  their  gloom. 

For  lo  !  a  sovereign  voice 

Sounds  from  her  western  shore, 

Let  Asshante  then  rejoice, 
Her  drum  shall  beat  no  more. 


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The  sun  arose,  and  threw  his  blaze 

On  Salem*s  hoary  towers, 
And  colored,  with  his  fervid  rays, 

To  brightest  hues,  the  flowers ; 
And  Olives'  foliaged  mount  shone  bright, 

Waving  a  fresher  green, 
For  the  sad  omens  of  the  night 

Had  vanished  from  the  scene. 

But,  through  the  city,  rumor's  tongue 

Whispered  reports,  which  said. 
That  he  who  on  the  cross  had  hung> 

Was  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
And,  that  a  mighty  form  came  down, 

From  whose  refulgent  face 
There  flashed  a  dread,  portentous  frown, 

Which  rent  the  temple's  base. 

Some  said  the  Nazarene  had  shown 

Himself  to  Magdalene, 
And  bade  her  go  and  make  it  known, 

That  she  her  Lord  had  seen ; 
And  tell  his  mourning  band  of  friends 

Not  to  forego  their  hope. 
Or  doubt  before  he  hence  ascends. 

He'll  dry  their  sorrows  up. 


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The  sullen  priests  in  conclave  sat 

Weighing  their  gold,  to  bribe 
The  artless  tale  of  wonder,  that 

The  soldiers  did  describe  ; 
Resolving,  in  obdurate  pride, 

To  pour  malignant  scorn 
On  facts,  which  proved  the  crucified 

Rose  that  auspicious  morn. 

Alternate  feelings  swayed  the  breast 

Of  the  devoted  flock, 
As  when  the  mirage  of  the  east, 

Looms  only  for  to  mock  ; 
Save  her  who  in  the  early  dawn 

Tarried  awhile  behind. 
With  prying  look,  like  one  forlorn, 

His  mangled  corse  to  find. 

Light's  glorious  orb,  in  god-like  state, 

Rolled  down  his  western  way, 
When  two  passed  Salem's  guilty  gate. 

For  where  Emmaus  lay. 
And  as  they  journeyed,  burning  drops 

Coursed  down  each  manly  face. 
As  oft  they  cried,  woe,  woe,  the  cups 

Of  vengeance  for  our  race. 

And  much  they  reasoned  to  unwrap 
Those  deep,  impassioned  words 

Of  Judah's  monarch,  when  his  harp 
Sent  forth  prophetic  chords. 


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Or  when  IsjiiaVs  soul  of  iiame, 

Foretold,  a  virgin  birth — 
Announced  the  wonders  of  his  name, 

And  his  vicarious  death. 
Then  conversed  o'er  each  strange  event, 

And  preternatural  sign, 
As  when  the  temple's  veil  w^as  rent, 

Tlie  sun  refused  to  shine, 
As  sympathizing  with  the  woes 

Of  intiocenee  in  death — 
And  spoke  of  those  convulsive  throes. 

From  the  aifrighted  earth. 
And  of  his  miracles  they  talked — 

As  when  he  raised  the  dead  ; 
Or  on  the  leaping  waves  he  walked— 

The  hungry  thousands  fed ; 
Or  hushed  the  tempest  with  a  word — 

The  leper's  foulness  cleansed — 
The  lame,  the  deaf,  and  blind  restored— 

Expelled  the  raging  fiend. 
Then  would,  with  faltering  tongues,  recall 

The  truths  he  did  unfold, 
When  from  his  lips,  rich  showers  would  fall, 

Of  pearls  inlaid  in  gold  ; 
Tinged  with  the  hues  of  mercy's  beams, 

Priceless,  beyond  compare. 
Bearing  the  impress  of  his  names, 

And  royal  character. 
At  length  they  heard  strange  footsteps  nigh, 
And  turned,  when  there  was  seen 


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An  unknown  traveller  close  by, 
Of  courteous  look  and  mein 

Who  on  the  mourners  cast  a  brief 
Glance,  from  a  princely  eye, 

Which  seemed  to  say,  I  know  your  grief, 
And  can  a  bahii  apply. 

When,  with  mild,  sympathizing  tones, 

He  asked  them  for  to  tell 
The  cause  of  those  impassioned  moans, 

And  tears  which  irom  them  fell  ; 
And  of  those  interesting  themes, 

Of  which  they  so  much  talked, 

That  seemed  to  kindle  joyous  flames 
Within  them,  as  they  walked. 

When  one  replied,  and  who  art  thou. 

Thus  to  interrogate  ? 
Art  thou  a  stranger,  not  to  know 

What  has  transpired  of  late 
Within  our  loved  Jerusalem, 

Now  reeking  in  the  guilt 

Of  blood,  that  her  Sanhedrim, 
By  impious  hands  have  spilt  ?. 

Has  thou  not  heard  of  David^s  son. 

And  of  his  royal  heir, 
And  of  his  Lord  and  Holy  One, 

Eternity's  compeer ; 

Designed  the  tribes  of  earth  to  bless 
With  gifts,  which  shall  come  down 

In  copious  showers  of  righteousness, 
And  death's  fell  brows  uncrown? 


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And  wc  conclude  that  it  is  He, 
#  Who  will  our  rights  regain, 

And  make  the  Hebrew  nation  iVee 

From  Rome's  despotic  chain. 
For  women  of  our  company 
Do  still  our  hopes  revive  ; 
Whom  angels  at  the  tomb  this  day, 
;.;itbrmed  he  was  alive. 

When  the  unknown  with  grace  replied, 

Oh  ye  unwise  and  slow, 
Not  to  percieve  these  facts  described, 

By  prophets  long  ago, 
In  those  celestial  types  which  shed 

Their  lights  on  Israel's  sires 
From  all  the  emblems  which  have  bled, 

Since  Abel  kindled  fires. 

And  in  that  promise  first  entailed 

On  man  the  woman's  seed, 
Which  in  its  mystic  import  veiled 

High  purposes  decreed  ; 
From  which  prophetic  streamlets  gush, 

Whose  gurgling  tones  still  spread 
Reports  of  one  destined  to  crush  ,^ 

The  serpent's  venomed  head. 

And  as  they  journeyed  he  withdrew 
The  veil  which  hid  the  blaze 

Of  bleeding  emblems  from  their  view% 
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Tho  shnclow.s  of  a  tlioiisaiul  years, 

Charuin- the  (lircre  of  death; 
Boariiiir  away  on  siihUi  biers 

Their  lifeless  rites  frojn  earth. 
The  holiest  veil  he  drew  aside, 

And  with  a  wondrous  key 
Unlocked  the  ark,  and  opened  wide 

Its  mysteries  to  day  ; 
And  seemed  familiarized  with  hin) 
or  everlasting  date,  ' 

Whoso  symbol  'nealh  the  cherubim 
Flamed  on  the  mercy-seat.  ' 

Then  with  elucidatin*,^  skill, 
These  cog-ent  facts  applied 
To  prove  that  he  who  on  the  hill 

Of  Calvary  had  died  ; 
His  royal  honors  did  forego, 

To  bear  man's  g-uilt  ami  pain 

^  anquishing  death  3'et  must  into 
Ills  glory  pass  again. 

And  track  ibr  man  a  .vay  once  more. 

Iveaohing  the  throne  oi'  God 
lied  with  the  sacrificial  gore  ' 

Of  his  atoning  blood, 
hereby  exulting  mercy  wings 

Her  flight  on  vital  beams, 
And  down  which  her  full  gushing  springs 

Of  living  water  streams. 

The  sun  hung  o'er  his  western  bounds, 
And  poured  a  gorgeous  flood 


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men  tL  ""Known  upon  tbcn.  cast 

A  look  which  seemed  to  say, 
Adieu,  for  I  must  onward  Uasle, 

Ere  night  V)cclouds  my  way. 
When  with  imploring  looks  they  cried. 

Oh  turn  and  be  our  guest 
And  for  this  night  with  us  abide, 

For  see,  the  day  IS  past. 
Nor  Shalt  thou  from  us  thus  depart. 

For  some  celestial  spell 
lias  kindled  flames  within  each  heaU, 

Forbidding  a  farewell. 
He  tarried  in  the  guise  he  wore. 

Till  evening  fare  was  spread ; 
Then  rose  as  he  was  wont  before. 

To  bless  and  break  the  bread. 

When  lo  !  they  recognized  m  word. 

And  each  soul  stiring  tone 
The  stranger  was  their  much  loved  Lo.  J, 

And  gazed,  but  he  was  gone. 

ON  TEMPERANCE. 

„„  onrl  hail  to  the  breezes. 
Hail  to  'hee,Temperanee  and  ha 

Which  waft  the  report    of  *>^co,,q  ^^^^^^^ 

Mav  vhv  triumphs  go  on  till  tne  las 
TodragintheharnessofBaechttssoar. 


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Uouiid  altars  a  roekinf?  with  foulest  pollutions 
His  votaries  supplicato,  an-uish  and  moans, 
And  pli-ht  him  thoir  troth  in  deadly  imtations 


From  (he  cohl  sterile  poles  through  the  tropic.^ 


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lie  moves  in  his  course  like  a  blast  of  the  desert, 
And  lashes  his  victims  with  scorpions  of  fire, 
And  their  wild  frantic  revels  out-vie  the  dire'concert, 
When  widows  are  flaming  on  Juggernaut  pyre. 

But  hail  to  thee,  Temperance,  thou  star  of  the 
morning, 

The  beams  of  whose  splendors  illumine  our  gloom, 
And  brightly  betoken  a  day  is  now  dawning, 
Which  shall  the  Ibul  orgies  of  Bacchus  entomb. 
Thou  look'st  like  a  meteor  hung  out  in  the  sky, 
A  signal  of  mercy  in  glory  enshrined  ; 
A  voice  from  the  heavens  which  sends  forth  a  cry, 
Down,  down  with  the  foe,  and  the  curse  of  mankind. 

The  genius  that  marshals  thy  heroic  legions. 
And  tempers  their  weapons  of  warfare,  is  love, 
Shall  yet  bear  thy  banners  triumphant  through  re- 
gions, 
And  wave  o'er  the  nations  her  symbol  the  dove. 

Thy  motto  is  concord,  thy  principle  union. 
Cementing  in  friendship  earth's  most  distant  clime, 
Thy  flag  is  the  pledge  of  a  sacred  communion, 
Creation  designed  ere  the  dawning  of  time. 


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Thoii'st  burst  on  our  vision  rcsplcndant  with  j^lory, 
Ounmissioncd  to  herald  ^hid  tidings  on  earth, 
And  tliedoadllest  shaft  we  may  hiarn  from  thy  story, 
By  tlice  has  been  pluekod  from  the  (luiver  of  death. 

What  thou?j:h  in  the  cradle  some  thought  to  destroy 

thee, 
And  deemed  thee  a  phantom  of  monstrous  birth, 
There  were  who  beheld  in  thy  features  a  beauty, 
Surpassing  the  form  of  the  children  of  earth. 

Like  him  once  so  fn mous  in  Grecia's  old  tables, 
For  daring  exploits  from  his  cradle  designed  ; 
Thy  records  like  his  show  thee  cleansing  the  stables, 
And  vanquishing  monsters  which  feed  on  mankind. 

Rut  yet'inoiig  our  species  there  are  who  decry  thee 
Colleague  with  internals,  thy  course  to  oppose, 
But  the  wi^e  find  the  good  see  their  God  in  his  glory, 
rnbareinghis  arm  to  the  sight  of  thy  foes. 

And  hail  to  the  heroes  whose  names  are  inmiortal  ! 
Who  drew  from  the  skies  the  electric  flnmes, 
More  brilliant  and  pure  than  the  fire  of  the  vastal 
Which  now  shed  o'er  nations  its  life-giving  beams. 

Our  sons  and  fair  daughters  to  time's  distant  ages 
Shall  honor  the  earth  where  their  ashes  repose, 
And  record  their  names  in  philanthropy's  l)ages, 
As  friends  of  our  race,  and  the  healers  of  woes. 

The  people  shall  flourish  \\here  liberty's  banner 
Floats  proudly  in  breezes  perfumed  by  thy  breath  ; 


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For  the  <?Rnins  of  freedom  entrust  to  the  valor 
Of  Teiiiperance  freemen  the  germ  of  her  faith. 

Whose  hosts  are  now  rising  like  giants  unfettered 
And  snapping  the  shackles  which  millions  enslave, 
And  the  strong  holds  of  Bacchus  have  to  their  base 

tottered. 
For  the  free  sons  of  temperance  only  are  brave. 

Whose  warfare  and  conquest  are  holy  and  bloodless, 
No  gore  of  our  kindred  bedews  their  bright  path. 
Wliile  widows  and  orphans  are  blessing  their  pro- 
gress, 
And  praying  their  banners  may  wave  o'er  the  earth. 

And  ye  who  are  clothed  in  sanctity's  vestment, 
The  badge  of  an  office  all  sacred  and  pnre, 
Come  join  our  great  cause  for  the  drunkards  sad 

ailment, 
Demands  your  assistance  and  calls  for  your  cure. 

The  brigands  of  darkness  have  slaughtered  their 

millions, 
And  still  are  destroying  in  noon-day  our  race; 
Through  country  and  cities,  with  saints  and  civilians, 
Are  sapping  the  vitals  of  order  and  peace. 

And  the  wails  of  their  victims,  should  pastors  incline 
To  act  not  the  priest,  nor  the  Levite  of  old, 
But  bring  to  their  sorrows,  the  rich  oil  and  wine, 
And  lead  the  poor  wanderers  back  to  the  fold. 

But  if  in  your  pride  ye  refuse  your  assistance, 
And  look  with  contempt  on  philanthropy's  cause, 


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The  Ilif^hest  will  frown  on  your  hostile  resi-=5tance, 

And  on  yon  pour  vials  denounced  in  his  laws. 

Then  come  in  your  zeal  and  contend  with  the  mighty, 

Unite  with  the  legions  engaged  in  this  war, 

For  the  meteor  of  mercy  now  shining  so  brightly, 

With  warm  holy  beams,  is  our  temperance  star. 


THE  HEBREW  MOTHER. 

An  Israelite  mother  wept  over  her  son, 
The  infanticide  edict  from  Pharaoh  had  gone, 
Commanding  the  slaughter  of  Israel's  heirs  ; 
Projected  by  Satan,  divulged  by  his  seers, 
She  thought,  can  the  promise  to  Abraham  fail- 
Will  the  God  of  our  fathers  his  cov'nant  repeal, 
Which  tells  that  the  offspring  of  Jacob  shall  be 
Like  stars  of  the  night,  or  the  sands  of  the  sea. 
But  the  harpies  of  Pharaoh  flew  on  their  prey, 
And  the  gore  of  their  victims  was  scattered  like  spray, 
Then  mothers  were  seen  gleaning  fragments  of  boys, 
Or  scaring  the  Jackals  with  maniac  cries ; 
And  the  agonized  daughters  of  Israel  bewailed 
Their  beautiful  sucklings  on  lances  impailed, 
Or  mangled  aloft  in  the  vulture's  foul  claws, 
Or  sportingly  flung  in  the  crocadile's  jaws  ; 
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While  some  in  their  terrors  sought  safety  in  flight, 
But  the  horsemen  of  Egypt  pursued  in  their  might, 
And  urged  the  fell  carnage  with  demon-like  cheers, 
Oft  mothers  and  infants  transfixing:  with  spears  ; 
And  others  to  ward  from  their  infants  the  blows, 
Their  persons  exposed  to  the  cuts  of  fierce  foes, 
Were  ruffianly  sabred  'midst  insults  and  jests, 
Convulsively  pressing  their  babes  to  their  breasts. 
And  the  dwellings  of  Goshen  resounded  with  woes. 
In  whispers  the  bearing,  low  muttered  her  throes. 
For  the  steps  of  the  savage  were  heard  at  the  door. 
His  sword  it  was  reeking  and  crimsoned  with  gore  ; 
But  the  wrongs  of  the  Hebrews  were  borne  to  the 

skies, 
On  incense  perfumed  with  their  anguish  and  sighs  ; 
When  the  God  of  his  chosen  in  vengeance  came  down, 
And  stamped  on  oppression  his  terrible  frown. 
A  child  then  w^as  born  in  Levi's  high  line. 
His  form  it  was  godlike,  his  features  divine. 
And  visions  of  GOD  announced  at  his  birth, 
His  name  would  be  great  to  the  ends  of  the  earth. 
Assured  of  his  safety  his  parents  defied 
The  impious  monarch's  fierce  purpose  and  pride, 
Nor  feared  the  destroyer  when  vaunting  his  threats, 
Or  savagely  boasting  his  tiger-like  feats. 
A  dream  of  the  night  bade  the  mother  to  take 
The  rushes,  and  with  them  a  vessel  to  make, 
And  in  it  her  infant  commit  to  the  flood  ; 
Nor  doubt  that  the  vision  proceeded  from  God. 


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Believing  the  vision  she  promptly  obeyed 
And  in  the  frail  vessel  her  infant  she  laid, 
When  warm  from  the  bosom  in  beauty  entranced, 
And  ^ontly  the  ark  on  the  waters  she  launched 
She  paused,  and  then  cried  as  she  raised  her  dark  eye, 
Oh  GOD  of  my  fathers,  watch  over  my  boy  ! 
And  turned  from  the  scene  to  her  desolate  home, 
Awaiting  in  silence  the  issue  to  come. 
Approaching  the  river  in  lighthearted  mem, 
A  posse  of  Egypt's  bronzed  damsels  was  seen, 
Who  daily  their  homage  presented  the  stream. 
And  chanted  in  concert  the  Nile's  cleansing  fame  ; 
And  with  them  the  daughter  of  Pharoah  advanced. 
As  round  her  with  timbrels  her  dark  maidens  danced. 
She  ioined  not  the  mirth  of  their  music  and  song. 
Her  heart  swelled  with  grief  and  her  lyre  was  un- 
strung. ,  ,        ,        'J 
She  paced  in  her  sorrows  old  Nile's  ^e^gY  ^^^e. 
And  gazed  on  the  grandeur  that  rolled  in  his  tide  ; 
Then  saw  'mongst  the  rushes  a  fragile  thing  float. 
And  deemed  it  some  voyaging  fairy's  frail  boat. 
A  maiden  she  ordered  to  draw  it  ashore, 
Naught  thinking  an  Israelite  victim  it  bore. 
Disturbed  in  his  slumbers  the  infant  awoke, 
When  his  voice  the  sad  want  of  a  mother  bespoke. 
Surprized  with  the  tones  of  an  infant's  weak  cry. 
Within  the  strange  vessel  they  cautiously  pry. 
Where  blooming  in  beauty  lay  weeping  a  babe, 
Surpassing  the  loveliness  pictured  in  Hebe. 


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A  signature  spoke  him  of  Israel's  race, 
An  infantine  glory  suffused  his  young  face, 
And  the  heart  of  the  princess  dilated  with  joy 
As  she  gazed  o'er  the  form  of  the  Hebrew  boy! 
Enraptured  the  infant  she  caught  to  the  breast, 
And  wept  when  she  thought  of  the  grief  which  could 
wrest 

From  the  heart  of  the  mother  a  form  in  which  shone 
A  presage  of  glory  transcending  a  throne 
Nor  could  she  the  promptings  of  nature  control, 
Which  hke  a  young  flood-tide  rushed  warm  through 
her  soul,  ^ 

Or  ceased  she  her  soothing  his  tears  to  beguile, 

When  loudly  her  maidens  first  heard  her  complai;, 
For  the  Israelite  babes  whom  her  father  had  slain 
From  the  slaughter  of  infants  her  nature  recoiled,' 
And  there  to  her  maids  she  avowed  that  the  child 
Though  Hebrew  by  birth,  she'd  adopt  for  her  son  ' 

I^^'t*"  '■°"'  '*^'"  '■'•<"«  '>«>•  forefather's  throne 
Where  Nile's  fertile  streams  his  rich  banks  overflow 
And  rank  tangled  foliage  and  wild  flowers  grow    ' 

'  heart       "  "'"•='=^''"^"'  ^  g"""''  ^^"^^  young 

From  the  float  on  the  waters  no  danger  could  part  • 
Who  saw  the  surprise  when  dissemblhig  her  fe^     ' 
She  hastened  the  princess  and  maidens  to  near     ' 
And  heard  the  strange  vow  that  the  princes's  then 
niaae, 

Invoking  her  GODS  for  their  favor  and  aid. 


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Oh,  praicess,  she  cried,  shall  I  fetch  thee  a  nurse, 
For  mothers  through  Goshen  are  wailing  the  loss 
Of  infants  destroyed  by  the  sword  of  their  foe  ? 
When  the  princess  made  answer,  Now  quickly  girl, go. 
Then  lightly  she  bounded  away  for  the  tent. 
There  showed  to  her  mother  the  joyful  event. 
And  quickly  the  mother  and  sister  drew  nigh 
The  place  where  the  princess  sat  soothing  the  boy. 
Who  cried  I  here  give  thee  to  nurse  as  my  son, 
This  infant  that  1  from  the  waters  have  won, 
In  memory  of  which  his  name  shall  account ; 
And  the  boy  was  all  right  at  his  own  luscious  fount. 
In  hasts  to  the  monarch  the  fondling  she  bore. 
Resolved  at  his  footstool  she'd  mercy  implore, 
And  there  as  a  suppliant  her  father  addressed, 
Who  felt  the  appeal  and  the  edict  suppressed. 


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JOHN  WESLEY. 

Immortal  Wesley  !  Who  shall  sing  thy  praise  ? 

Thou  noble  chieftain  of  a  band  of  brothers, 

Who  in  old  Oxford,  dared  their  voices  raise, 

Truth  to  defend,  against  proud,  baptized  scoffers. 

As  when  a  meteor  bursts  upon  our  sight, 

And  moves  in  splendor  through  the  vault  of  heaven  ; 

So  his  bright  path  still  shows  a  trail  of  light, 

In  which  his  deed-s-ef  love  are  deeply  graven. 
Urged  by  the  impulse  of  seraphic  zeal. 
Derived  from  him  who  died  upon  the  cross. 
With  giant  strength  he  did  his  foes  assail. 
Accounting  worldly  fame  but  worthless  dross ; 
What  if  the  church,  miscalled,  pronounced  him  mad 
And  mitred  babies  o'er  him  shook  the  rod. 
Pouring  their  wrathful  vials  on  his  head, 
He  was  a  mighty  messenger  of  God. 
Though  oft  beset  through  city,  town  and  glen, 
From  Tweed,  to  where  the  ocean  Lands  End  washes. 
By  brutal  mobs  misnamed  christian  men, 
W^hile  in  full  chorus  brayed  the  surpliced  asses. 
But  his  great  soul  still  upward  held  its  way, 
As  when  the  eagle  seeks  the  fount  of  light, 
To  where  the  portals  blaze  to  endless  day, 
Cleaving  the  tempest  in  his  rising  flight. 


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The  fervid  breathing  of  a  "  still  small  voiced 
Imbued  his  nature  with  unbounded  love, 
The  flame  in  which  angelic  hosts  rejoice, 
Great  Magna  Charta  of  the  worlds  above. 
And  there  were  souls  redeemed  throughout  the  nation 
lu  multitudes,  from  Satan's  deadly  snares- 
Grace  broke  the  spell  of  sin's  infatuation, 
And  dignified  their  state  to  christian  heirs  ; 
For  where  he  taught  the  presence  of  the  Lord, 
Quickened  the  dead  and  brought  the  blind  to  see- 
Lepers  were  cleansed  by  truth's  life-giving  word 
While  Greeks  and  Rabins  cried,  Can  such  things  be  ? 
Yet  these  were  they  who  dared  denounce  his  deeds- 
Men  like  himself,  who  to  their  GOD  had  swore 
On  Christ's  own  altar,  where  the  emblems  bled, 
To  preacli  His  gospel  round  Britaimia's  shore. 
SVith  him,  which  of  your  ranks  can  you  compare  . 
Though  you  have  names  your  zeal  has  canonized, 
Some^of  whom  now  time's  guilty  annals  bear, 
Floating  like  scum  and  froth  down  record's  tide. 
lie  heard  his  master's  voice— obeyed  the  call, 
Nor  stopped  to  reason  once  with  flesh  and  blood— 
A  chosen  vessel,  like  another  Paul, 
Seeking  no  other  bliss  but  doing  good. 
His  highest  wish  to  be  approved  of  GOD— 
And  in  his  garden  walk  'midst  stones  of  fire. 
There  from  life's  tree  dispense  immortal  food, 
To  feed  the  longings  of  each  pure  desire. 
And  signs  and  wonders  marked  his  long  career 
Of  zealous  labor  in  the  cause  of  love  ; 


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Confirmed  his  mission  as  a  christian  seer, 

Till  Jesus  called  him  to  his  seat  above. 

And  through  our  earth  his  mighty  voice  yet  speaks, 

Where  truth  prevails  and  spreads  herpeerless  beams, 

For  where  the  day-spring  orient  light  still  breaks, 

There  Wesley's  deeds  shall  tell  his  deathless  famj. 

And  when  his  spirit  plumed  itself  for  flight. 

Illumined  with  the  light  of  Heaven's  afflatus, 

He  saw  the  future,  as  from  Pisgah's  height, 

And  die  I,  the  best  of  all  is,  GOD  is  with  us. 

These  were  the  last  of  his  prophetic  words  ; 

With  us  he's  been,  and  with  us  still  abides  ;' 

We  see  our  signs  among  earth's  brutal  hordes, 

Nor  shall  they  fail  while  Wesley's  spirit  guides. 

Oh,  had  he  lived  to  witness  what  we  see 

The  truths  he  taught  prevailing  through  our  earth 
From  east  to  west,  o'er  islands  of  the'se  i, 
As  if  creation  thro  wed  in  second  birth. 


WHITEFIELD. 

And  his  great  colleague  whose  electric  tongue 
Aroused  the  masses  from  their  guilty  slumbers. 
As  with  the  music  of  a  seraph's  song ; 
The  theme  was  grace  in  all  its  glowing  wonders, 
Expansive  feelings  swelled  his  soul  through  space- 
Although  he  sang  on  the  flat  key  of  fate 
The  sovereign  music  of  abounding  grace, 
Caught  at  the  footstool  of  the  mercy-seat — 


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lie  ceaseless  toiled  in  his  great  Vlaster's  work, 
And  thundered  throii|.^h  the  land  a  warning  cry. 
With  eloquence  that  broke  the  flinty  rock, 
Or  filled  the  mourner  with  indwelling  joy. 
And  if  from  some  minutia  of  his  creed, 
Discordant  hissed  a  bitter,  biting  spark; 
Why,  Paul  and  Barnabas  were  not  agreed, 
But  had  contentious  words  about  John  Mark. 
Yet  Whitefield  was  a  messenger  of  GOU, 
An  angel  flying  through  this  world  of  night, 
Pointing  the  road  to  the  atoning  blood, 
And  on  the  nations  pouring  floods  of  light. 
The  love  of  Christ  was  his  triumphant  boast— 
A  consecrated  flame  which  warmed  his  breast, 
Whether  he  roamed  around  his  native  coast. 
Or  trod  Columbia's  lands  in  the  lar  west. 


CHARLES  WESLEY. 

And  thou  whose  harp  still  sends  melodious  sounds 
Of  sacred  song  such  once  as  Zion  heard, 
The  wreath  immortal  which  his  temple  bounds, 
Yet  breathes  fresh  incense  from  the  Wesleyan  oard. 
Thine  was  the  genius  of  the  shepherd  kmg, 
'Tending  his  flocks  in  Jordan's  hallowed  meads, 
On  Hermon's  dewy  heights,  by  Bethlehem's  spring, 
Or  wraped  in  poesy's  flight  in  Calv'ry's  shades. 
As  when  with  early  song,  the  lark  ascends 
The  morning  sky,  and  leaves  her  grassy  sod, 


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On  circlinp^  wing,  through  clouds,  the  minstrel  wends 
Her  airy  flight  to  near  th(3  throne  of  GOD ; 
So  do  his  lays  exalt  and  warm  the  heart 
Wiih  kindred  feelings,  which  his  lays  inspired, 
When  from  our  eyes  the  contrite  tear  shall  start, 
Or  when  the  sense  of  mercy  is  acquired. 
Such  only  can  appreciate  his  muse, 
Sublimely  soaring  'midst  the  blaze  of  grace, 
Winging  her  flight,  to  catch  transcendent  views 
Of  mercy's  fulness  to  our  fallen  race. 
Ye  ranked  with  the  great  three  of  David's  heroes, 
Who  for  his  royal  branch,  dared  to  maintain 
War  with  the  legions  of  malignant  Neros, 
Leagued  with  infernals,  'gainst  Messiah's  reign. 
Blest  be  that  sovereign  grace,  which  sweetly  touched 
Your  hearts  and  lips,  with  glowing  coals  of  love 
From  mercy's  altar,  where  you  all  avouched 
Jehovah's  cause  to  serve  with  one  resolve. 


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LADY  HUNTINGDON. 

Can  I  forget  that  noble  christian  dame 
Of  Huntingdon,  to  royalty  allied — 
Noble  in  heart  and  life,  in  nature,  name- 
In  all  that's  in  nobility  implied. 
Selenia  heard  a  voice  say,  follow  me  ; 
Where  courtly  pleasures  wait  each  passion's  call — 
The  voice  she  knew — it  came  from  Calvary, 
She  wept  and  loved— then  pledged  to  Christ  her  all. 
By  grace  made  willing,  in  his  powerful  day, 
She  sought  and  found  the  fount  for  the  unclean, 
And  there  she  bathed,  and  washed  her  sin  away, 
Singing  of  mercy  through  the  Lamb  once  slain. 
Ah,  few  among  the  great  ones  of  the  earth, 
Submit  like  her,  to  wear  the  Saviour's  yoke. 
Attain  experience  of  the  second  birth, 
Bow  to  the  scoffer's  sneer  or  buffoon's  joke. 
But  she,  all  honors  laid  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Contented  to  be  vile  in  the  world's  eyes ; 
Nor  in  dark  convents  sought  a  cold  retreat, 
But  nobly  struggled  for  an  unseen  prize. 
Clothed  in  the  armor  of  the  conquering  cross. 
She,  through  the  ranks,  a  royal  standard  bore, 
And  onward  cheered  the  small  heroic  force, 
To  beard  the  fury  of  Philistia's  power. 
And  though  in  church  and  state  her  ashes  lie, 
Uncanonized  in  legendary  jest ; 


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And  round  her  tomb  no  wandering  pilgrims  cry 

To  bones  and  dust,  for  everlasting  rest. 

Show  me  her  like  in  the  long  list  of  saints, 

Where  cloistered  nuns  low  bow  before  their  shrincf<. 

Whose  dark  memoirs  some  wily  Jesuit  paints 

In  all  the  pious  gaude  of  heroines. 

If  by  her  deeds  we  estimate  her  worth, 

And  test  her  by  Heaven's  law,  utility, 

All  christian  graces  in  her  life  shine  forth, 

Tinged  with  the  greatness  of  nobility. 

And  in  the  book  of  life  her  name's  enrolled 

With  all  who  do  in  the  Redeemer  die ; 

Eternity  her  memoirs  will  unfold — 

For  GOD  hatli,  said,  her  record  is  on  high. 

And  in  his  Heavens  she  has  a  purchased  place, 

Shining  in  beauty  'mongst  the  blood-washed  tribe, 

Hymning  the  anthem  of  redeeming  grace 

To  him  who  laved  her  in  his  flowing  side. 

But  who  is  he  that  does  her  fate  decide 

By  creeds  and  relicts,  in  his  purblind  light, 

Spitting  the  venom  of  sectarian  pride — 

"  Shall  not  the  Judge  of  all  the  earth  do  i-ight  ?" 

Presume  not,  then,  who  fear  their  GOD,  to  hate, 

Nor  judge  them  by  the  accents  of  a  creed — 

They're  Christ's  free  men,  let  not  sectarian  pride 

Reproach  the  moanings  of  a  bruised  reed. 


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o(  Chatham,  Miran.ichi,  who  died  Septcnnbcr  ioih  lb4o. 

Fare  thee  well,  but  not  for  ever, 
Though  a  few  short  years  may  sever, 
Faith  lights  dispel  the  hopeless  shiver, 
Of  meeting  never. 

But  thou  hast  passed  death's  chilly  flood. 
Leaning  upon  the  arm  of  GOD, 
Thy  only  hope  the  covenant  blood. 
Where  firm  thou  stood. 

Upborne  as  on  a  Saviour's  wing, 
Through  the  dark  vale  o'er  which  ti.e  kmg 
Of  terrors  does  his  shadows  fling, 
Nor  feared  his  sting. 

Thy  hope  was  not  from  nature's  seeds, 
A  growth  of  rank  self-righteous  weeds. 
Pride  peccant  crop  of  moral  deeds. 
No  Saviour  needs. 

Grace  taught  thee  at  an  early  date. 
To  feel  and  weep  thy  fallen  state. 
And  led  thee  to  the  mercy  seat. 

There  bade  thee  wait. 


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And  there  thou  met  the  crucified. 
Who  bade  thee  hi  his  love  confide. 
And  to  thy  wounds  a  balm  applied, 
From  his  cleft  side. 

And  if  at  times  a  glistening  tear 
Would  in  thy  placid  eye  appear, 
And  like  a  dew  drop  tremble  there, 
A  mother's  fear — 

For  children  circling  round  thy  heart, 
For  some  whose  souls  would  feel  a  dart, 
Rending  endearing  ties  apart, 

With  painful  smart. 

Who  mourn  thy  loss,  but  bow  in  faith 
Before  that  sovereign  voice,  which  saith. 
Shall  not  the  judge  of  all  the  earth 
Do  right  in  death. 

Nor  would  we  by  our  parting  tears, 
Recal  thee  from  those  radiant  spheres, 
Wliere  endless  cycles  measure  years, 

To  mercy's  heirs. 
Yet  will  every  coming  morrow, 
Touch  some  latent  chord  of  sorrow, 
And  in  memory's  mirror  show 

A  form  we  know. 

Some  kindred  friends  thou'lt  meet  above, 
Among  those  fadeless  forms  of  love. 
Who  all  the  mystery  will  solve, 
Of  thy  remove. 


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And  there  thou  wilt  that  child  enjoy, 
Who  lately  left  thee  for  the  sky, 
Who  there  will  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
And  tell  her  joy. 

And  he  who  now  these  thoughts  indites, 
Hopes  for  the  beatific  sight, 
To  join  thee  on  some  mountain's  heights. 
In  worlds  of  light. 

Who  says  again,  till  then,  farewell, 
In  hope  when  death  his  earthly  shell 
Dissolves,  we  shall  for  ever  dwell, 
Where's  no  farewell. 


"AND  KNOWLEDGE  SHALL  BE  INCREASED". 

Daniel  xii.  4. 

Hail  to  this  promise,  knowledge  shall  increase, 

And  yet  shall  throw  her  beams  full  on  the  fac^- 

Of  superstition  and  her  dark  aPies, 

With  all  their  engines  of  deceit  and  lies, 

Stripping  the  monster  of  her  saintly  robe, 

Wherever  man  exists  upon  our  globe, 

Or  other  globes  I'll  say,  if  some  bold  scout, 

Should  to  them  find  a  practicable  route. 

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But  charity,  'tis  said,  begins  at  home — 

Then,  as  things  are,  I  think  we  should  not  roam 

From  this  dark  orb,  but  ply  the  laboring  oar, 

To  carry  truth  and  love  to  every  shore. 

For  surely  there's  enough  for  all  to  do, 

Who  feel  disposed  to  aid  the  overthrow 

Of  sin  and  superstition — direful  works 

'Mong  Jews  and  Gentiles,  dark  Hindoos  and  Turks. 

And  think  that  men  should  join  in  some  wide  scheme, 

Their  fellow  men  from  error  to  redeem  ; 

Taking  the  earth  for  their  great  sphere  of  action, 

From  pole  to  pole — to  every  man  a  section ; 

And  in  the  spirit  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Dry  widows'  tears  and  cheer  the  orphan's  face ; 

Unload  the  burdened — let  the  slave  go  free^ 

Send  through  the  earth  the  shout  of  liberty  ; 

Withdraw  the  veil  which  hides  Heaven's  two  great 

lights, 
Religious  Freedom  and  man's  Civil  Rights ; 
Proclaim  the  advent  of  Messiah's  year, 
For  tokens  now  announce  His  presence  near. 
Whose  radient  beams  from  east  to  west  are  spread. 
And  crest  the  summit  of  each  mountain's  head, 
While  from  the  skies  the  voice  of  Mercy  booms, 
Prepare  the  way,  for  lo !  the  Shiloah  comes. 


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